Destiny Bites

Destiny Bites

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"I've been having dreams about him since the day he died. He killed himself, saying his destiny wasn't possible." My voice sounded grave, so foreign, how was I suppose to tell strangers what happened? I barely knew what was happening myself. It was true though, my best friend had drowned himself to complete whatever destiny God had planned for him. At least that's what he had told me countless of times. Bullshit. "It isn't a human experience that has my brain warped in many directions.." He would say things like this all the time. That's why I was confused and just petrified when he died. The fact that my dreams felt so delicate, so real; many times just waking up and seeing him not there was more than any ol' nightmare than I had dreamnt of. *********** "When life got too fucked up, I had two options. It was a hard choice but, in the end.." *The words floating around crazily and fleetingly become a ghostly whisper* "I couldn't save myself, so I had to save you." ~Xavier
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"I can't even describe it..." I trail off. How can I tell him? Don't you dare, I remind myself. Don't you dare tell him. You'll ruin it. "You can tell me anything. I promise." Why does he have to be so amazing? Why does he have to have that perfect smile, soft hair, and those bottomless eyes? Why do I have to like him? Why can't he be ugly? "Hey, are you okay?" He asks gently. I wipe my eyes, which had unfortunately decided to cry right then and there, and there's no stopping the waterworks. I sob into his shirt at the unfairness of it all, and he lets me, because he's my best friend. Don't you dare tell him. Don't you dare.

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